11/07/25

Dear one

I will wait

I will walk a thousand kilometres

until I greet her again

then she’ll know that I’ll stay

and she’ll get that look

that she saves for me

and she’ll say

I’m so glad

to see you again


then we’ll go together

to the high wild mountains

where we’ll sit as one

and look at the stars


I will always hear her music

in my mind and in my body

I will always hold her close 

and never let her go




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